Hepburn Heights used to be Diablos’ turf. After their numerous encounters with the Mafia and the Yardies, Diablos’ leader El Burro decided to take his gang to Los Santos, where he once lived with his Mexican relatives. With no opposition, the Mafia took over what also used to be Sindacco’s turf 3 years ago.

A Mafia Sentinel is parked outside the building where Brenda J. Cummings, also known as Misty, lives. Luigi Goterelli bought this place back in 1999 so Misty could live near Sex Club 7, where she’s been a huge success among the regular costumers, including Joey Leone.

In early 2000, the Leone family bought the entire building in order to accommodate their guests. Misty’s apartment got expanded to the entirety of the 2nd floor, making it the largest of all.

Misty’s apartment has such luxuries such as a Jacuzzi, a pool table, a bowling alley and a bar. Toni Cipriani, Joey Leone and Mickey Hamfists are chatting at the lounge while they’re waiting for Misty.

Joey (angry): “I’m glad you finally found that bitch, Toni! She’s going to pay for everything she did to pops!”

Toni: “Easy, Joey. Remember, she’s the only one that can lead us to that f*cking roach!”

Joey: “I know Toni, I know... damn, where’s Misty? What’s she doing?”

Mickey seems to be bored and looks at the TV setup in the room. Misty comes out from the other room.

Misty: “I’m sorry guys, I just gave that bitch a dose. Once she’s high, she’ll talk.”

Toni: “That’s great. I hope it doesn’t take long.”

Misty: “Don’t worry. In the mean time, it’s f*cking freezing in here! Do you guys want some hot coffee?”

Mickey accidentally turns on the TV. A porno movie is being shown...

Voice on the TV: “...oh yeah baby, I like it deeeeep!!!!”

Mickey turns off the TV immediately, his face turns red.

Mickey (nervous): “Sorry boss...”

Toni, Joey and Misty look at Mickey.

Toni: “Damn Mick, if you’re in such an urge for sex just go back to the damn club!”

Shinji: “What the hell? We’re not finished with the Colombians yet, they must be hiding in that mansion at the end of the road. All of you should go there and finish them off! I’m going back to the casino in the mean time to see what’s going on.”

Shinji and his bodyguards go back to the limo and the rest of the Yakuza take their cars too. They all immediately leave in different directions.

Claude is waiting in a Sentinel he got at the hospital’s parking lot. The area around the warehouse is surrounded by the police and labelled as a crime scene. Some reporters are in the area making interviews and taking pictures.

Claude: “Damn! How can I possibly get that stuff with all these people around?”

Claude notices some familiar-looking guy on the scene. It seems to be Mike Toreno, the crooked FBI agent.

Claude: “That f*cker is here! I should take him out before he sees me!”

Mike Toreno walks around the place holding a gun and keeping the press off the crime scene.

Claude: “Ok, I better do this, plain and simple.”

Claude takes a rocket launcher from the back seat of the car, goes outside and gets ready in position aiming at the warehouse entrance.

Claude: “Well, here goes nothing!”

Claude fires the rocket launcher and it hits the parked police cars, blowing them up and apparently killing everyone on the scene.

Claude: “Yes!”

Claude goes back to his car, puts the rocket launcher in there and closes the door. Claude walks to the warehouse entrance when suddenly someone jumps at him. Claude struggles and turns around, it’s Mike Toreno, unharmed.

Toreno: “You f*cking piece of sh*t!”

Claude keeps struggling.

Claude: “How in hell are you still alive?”

Toreno: “It doesn’t matter, does it? I’ve got you!”

Claude: “Wait! Ortega sent me here again!”

Toreno: “I don’t care, you stupid moron! You ruined my plans!”

Claude: “Plans? What plans??”

Toreno grabs Claude’s arm and takes him to the back of the warehouse.

Toreno: “Listen asshole, I’m not playing any games ok? Ortega and his cousin are f*cking drug dealers and I want them in jail!”

Claude: “What? But you were helping them just earlier today!!”

Toreno: “You don’t know anything, f*cking dipsh*t! I’m an undercover agent, and you just ruined my investigation by going on a rampage with Hernandez!”

Claude: “Undercover agent? What the f*ck??”

Toreno punches Claude in the face with his gun.

Toreno: “Stupid moron! Take me to Ortega! That f*cker is never at the mill.”

Claude: “What? I have no idea where he lives...”

Toreno punches Claude once again.

Toreno: “TELL ME!!”

Claude: “Listen asshole, I DON’T KNOW!”

Toreno: “Ok... I’ll give you 24 hours to find out where he lives...”

The sirens of police cars and ambulances are heard in the distance.

Toreno: “sh*t! I’ll handle the situation here, but if you don’t come back tomorrow, I’m gonna f*cking kill you with a grenade up your ass. Now get the hell out of here!”

Toreno kicks Claude out of the alley behind the warehouse. Claude immediately runs back to his car.

Ray: “Jesus… that kid just gets into trouble since he got here, he’d better if he just goes back to Liberty...”

Ray picks up the remote and turns on the TV, the News is on.

Reporter: “... we really don’t know anything at this time. As you can see Alex, this is pretty strange...”

Alex, the News host, replies...

Alex: “Yes John, it is. I can’t believe the army won’t let anyone get into the city.”

John (reporter): “The funny thing Alex is that any other form of communication such as cell-phones, regular phones, Internet, etc. won’t work, the city is just completely isolated from the rest of the world.”

Alex: “Well John, we all hope you can gather more information. There’re millions of concerned Americans watching us.”

John: “Sure Alex, I’ll see what I can get. As soon as more information is available, I’ll let you know.”

Alex: “Ok John, take care.”

John disappears from the screen and Alex rearranges some papers on his desk.

Alex: “Well, as you just witnessed ladies and gentlemen, Liberty City seems to be in a complete state of emergency. Ports, airports and highways are closed. Aerial and sea traffic are prohibited and the mountains between Cedar Grove and Cedar Ridge prevent anyone form seeing anything. Phone lines and Internet connections are useless and the army won’t say a word about the issue at all...”

Ray gets worried...

Ray: “What the hell happened?”

Alex: “There’re rumors that a war broke out between criminal organizations in Staunton Island and the mainland. The police weren’t able to stop it but for some reason the city hasn’t been evacuated at all. The few citizens that have managed to escape are being kept at Fort Winston in Carcer City, 30 miles away from Liberty City, and the press is not allowed to interview anyone. Mayor O’Donovan couldn’t be reached for comment...”

Ray quickly stands up and takes the phone.

Ray: “I have to find out what’s going on...”

Ray is about to dial a number when someone starts knocking the door. Ray turns off the TV and opens the door. It’s Claude.

Claude: “Ortega doesn’t live there anymore, some lady’s been living there for 2 years...”

Ray doesn’t know what to say and thinks for a moment.

Claude: “Are you listening, Ray?”

Ray: “Oh yeah, yes. Did she tell you anything about Ortega’s whereabouts?”

Claude: “Nothing. She bought the place from a real state company.”

Ray: “Well, I guess we need to find out another way to get Ortega’s address. I guess your little pizza boy could be useful...”

Claude: “Oh, come on Ray! He’s just a stupid kid!”

Ray: “Did you know that Vercetti’s nickname used to be ‘The Harwood Butcher’?”

Claude: “What? No, not really.”

Ray: “Let me tell you this, he was only 17 when he got it. Sonny Forelli saw some potential in him... but it turned out to be too much potential. The Forellis were afraid of Vercetti and finally prepared a trap for him. Vercetti managed to kill the eleven men that Sonny sent to rub him out. The only thing that kept Vercetti from taking revenge was the 15-year sentence he had to serve in prison. He was lucky he wasn’t an adult yet and that the evidence wasn’t enough for death penalty or a longer sentence.”

Claude: “Woah! I didn’t know that, I think I should’ve watched that movie about Sonny Forelli 3 years ago...”

Ray: “I’m glad you didn’t watch it, it sucked, and they made Vercetti look like he went to Liberty and killed Sonny for no reason. It’s no wonder why the director disappeared just a few days after the premiere.”

Claude: “Oh well... since you see so much potential in a pizza boy, I think I’m going to see him, I hope he’s not a maniac like Vercetti.”

Ray: “I pretty much doubt it, but you never know... just keep your eyes open.”

Claude: “All right, I will.”

Claude takes his jacket, lights a cigarette and leaves.

Ray (worried): “I hope he doesn’t find out about the incidents in Liberty...”

Claude goes to the back of the building and walks in circles for a few minutes. At 6:00 PM, the young employee comes out of the door. A black Sentinel appears on the scene.

Employee: “Well, let’s go!”

Two men in blue suits get out of the vehicle. They seem to be waiting for Claude and the employee.

Claude: “Wait a minute! How can I trust you?”

Employee: “Well, Ortega is a pretty dangerous man so I’d say you have no choice.”

Claude thinks for a minute. The employee looks at his watch, a very expensive-looking watch in fact.

Employee: “Hurry up, it’s late.”

The employee gets in the passenger’s side of the vehicle, the two men in blue suits keep waiting for Claude until he gets in the back. The blue men get in both extremes of the back seat, holding Claude. The Sentinel starts moving and heads to the street.

Man in blue suit: “I hope you don’t plan to use any guns while you’re with us Mr...?”

Claude: “Just call me Claude. May I ask who are you?”

Man in blue suit: “That’s not the issue at hand, Claude. Now, we’re going to cover your head since you mustn’t know where we are going.”

Claude: “What? Wait a minute!”

Both men in blue suits cover Claude’s head with a hood and tie it around his neck.

Claude: “GET THIS THING OFF MY HEAD!!”

Claude struggles.

Employee: “Easy Claude, nothing wrong is going to happen to you, these are just dad’s security measures.”

Claude: “But we never agreed on this!!”

Employee: “Calm down, we’re getting home in no time and we all can talk about business...”

Rown

You knew I'd be the first to respond... damn this stuff is getting good! I also see we agree on Vercetti's past as much as you've said on the matter so far. I hope that guy making the video doesn't screw anything up. Feliz Navidad PK and keep this stuff up!

Saint_Jackie

PK, you're an amazing writer! I even registered so I can congratz you with this fanfiction!This is what I've always dreamed of: Claude in Vice City. I like the script style a lot, it lets you know right away who is talking. The way you let different stories and characters come into one story. Just amazing.The only thing that I don't really like is the name "Speed", since Claude was called "Claude" and not "Claude Speed" in SA. Many characters have the same first name, but that's only a little detail, cuz everything else is just perfect!Keep it up!

Claude is sitting on a chair alone in what seems to be some sort of interrogation room.

Claude (thinking): “What the hell am I doing here? I should’ve never listened to Ray, that asshole!”

A door opens and the pizza boy, now wearing more formal clothes, appears.

Pizza boy: “Well Claude, I’m glad you’re joining us.”

Claude: “Well, I’m not so glad. Where am I?”

Pizza boy: “Oh, this is just one of many of dad’s properties, we only use it when we don’t fully trust someone.”

Claude: “What? I’m the one that doesn’t trust you, and who’s your father anyway?”

Claude thinks for a second.

Claude: “Wait a minute. I know your little game, you must be son of either Ortega, Hernandez or that maniac Toreno! I should’ve known that!”

The pizza boy laughs.

Pizza boy: “You’re so wrong Claude. I want to help you, not kill you. The people you just named are looking for you, I know that.”

Claude: “Listen boy, this is just too weird for me. Tell me who the hell are you!”

Pizza boy: “Just call me Johnny.”

Claude: “Ok Johnny, can I leave now?”

Johnny: “Just one question, how do you know Ortega, Hernandez and Toreno?”

Claude thinks for a moment...

Claude: “Well, I’m new in town and I needed a job. I met a friend who contacted Ortega, a supposed businessman who needed some dirty work done. The thing is, Ortega is really a drug dealer and betrayed his friend Hernandez, who’s also a drug dealer himself. Toreno is an FBI agent who’s trying to track down Ortega and managed to work for his cousin, Danny, an FBI agent behind Ortega’s deals. That’s all I know.”

Johnny: “Oh, that’s good, so I suppose the cop suit you had earlier had something to do with the little ‘situation’ at the business complex with Hernandez, right?”

Claude: “Yeah, Hernandez caught me trying to steal his merchandise. I needed a disguise so I could infiltrate Hernandez’s warehouse more easily.”

Johnny: “Well, I guess it didn’t work quite well... So tell me Claude, are you a trustworthy guy that just screwed up, or are you just a f*cking little rat?”

Johnny: “Hmm… well, you do look trustworthy, and desperate. Listen, my dad is a very busy man who rewards people he can trust. I trust in you Claude, but you should demonstrate my dad that you’re really worth his time and effort.”

Claude: “You haven’t told me who your dad is yet...”

Johnny: “I can’t tell you right now. He’ll come here after you do something for him.”

Claude: “I’m the one needing his help, not the other way around, you know?”

Johnny: “And you’re gonna get all the help you need to take out your enemies, I can guarantee you that, but first we need to get to know you better.”

Claude: “And what do you want me to do?”

Johnny: “Hernandez. That asshole is a f*cking backstabber that used to be dad’s partner! I like the fact that you sent him to the hospital after the incident at the complex. We want him out of the way. We need you to make him suffer and then kill him...”

Johnny: “Calm down Claude. I thought you knew Ortega better than anyone else!”

Claude: “Hey, I’ve only seen the guy in person once. The other times he just phoned me!”

Johnny: “Well, Ortega is a crazy paranoid man. He doesn’t live in Vice City since he became a drug dealer, he’s afraid of everyone and everything. The last thing he needed was you screwing up his plans to steal Hernandez’s merchandise and now he’s got the power and the money to hunt you down! You’re in big trouble, and as such, it’ll be pretty difficult for you to reach Ortega by yourself.”

Claude: “I wonder, if your dad is so powerful, since that’s the impression you’ve been giving me of him, why in the world does he need me to take Ortega out?”

Johnny stares at Claude for a while...

Claude: “What? Cat got your tongue?”

Johnny walks around the room and stops next to the door.

Johnny: “Listen carefully, my father is a very busy and powerful man. EVERYONE in town fears him... however, whatever happens outside the city limits is just out of his control, that’s why Ortega moved out, so he couldn’t be touched.”

Claude: “Ok, then how come Ortega owns a textile mill in here if his life is constantly in danger?”

Johnny: “That textile mill is just a front. If you ever manage to enter the building, you’ll see it’s completely empty.”

Claude: “Empty?”

Claude thinks for a moment.

Claude: “So that’s why he told me to meet him at that club, now I get it!”

Johnny: “A club?”

Claude: “Yeah, some 80’s place near Washington Beach.”

Johnny: “The Malibu?”

Claude: “Yeah, that one.”

Johnny: “Hmm... that’s so strange... listen, I think I should go to check out something and I’ll meet you later.”

Claude: “What? But Toreno gave me 24 hours to find Ortega, and Ortega is probably looking for me as we speak!!”

Johnny: “Listen, Toreno will be dealt with, don’t worry about him. Now, Ortega won’t be able to get near you at this place.”

Claude: “Well, yeah, this looks like a damned bunker!”

Johnny: “I meant this particular area. After you leave, you should be heading to a safe place where you’ll get some time to think about Hernandez’s murder.”

Claude: “Wait Johnny! A friend of mine is in danger. I should go back to make sure he’s safe.”

Johnny: “Sorry Claude, you can’t go back to the city. We’ll pick up your friend if you wish but he’s staying away from you just so we can check if he’s trustworthy as well.”

Claude: “What?? You mean I’m outside the city?”

Johnny: “Well, in reality you’re out of Vice City, but some morons got the Mayor to declare this area as part of the city. You’re in what people now call North Vice City... I think I liked Sunrise Heights better...”

Claude: “Sunrise Heights?”

Johnny: “Yeah, they just renamed it like 3 years ago...”

Claude: “Damn! Where am I?”

Johnny: “Let’s say you can take a ferry downtown or drive your car north through the new Pelican Bridge and the highway to get here. It’s a nice part previously out of town with stunning views, great shopping malls and very expensive real estate, like Shady Acres, where we are right now...”

Claude: “Well, it certainly doesn’t look that great to me...”

Johnny laughs...

Johnny: “I know, I’ve told dad many times that this 5 million dollar apartment is such a waste!”

Claude: “5 million dollar? Damn!”

Johnny: “Yeah, dad doesn’t care since this place was a gift from a good friend of his. However, I’ve told him that I’m interested in moving here.”

Claude: “You? A 15 year-old on your own? ”

Johnny: “It’s not that hard. I know everything I should know from my dad, and the job at the pizza place it’s good enough for me.”

Claude: “It’s pretty funny, a pizza boy living in a 5 million dollar apartment... he he”

Johnny: “Yeah, but when you have a great life, you should enjoy it! Anyway, it’s getting dark so it would be better if you just give me the details of the people we should protect from Ortega so I can take care of it while you take a good sleep and think about my proposal.”

Claude: “Ok, I’m giving you the details, but where am I gonna sleep tonight if I can’t go back to Vice City?”

Claude grabs a piece of paper and a pencil from a table and writes something.

Johnny: “Oh, there’s a small house near Sunrise Marina that you can use. If you are hungry, you can order anything from Pappa Vercetti’s, it’ll be free of charge if you say you’re a friend of mine.”

The huge lobby is covered with hand-made Persian rugs and curtains, beautiful paintings on the walls, gold chandeliers in the ceiling and marble columns. It’s just too impressive for anybody not accustomed to such delights.

Claude: “This is such a nice place. I should move here some time.”

Claude suddenly notices the men in blue suits guarding the corridors and halls.

The man in a blue suit gives Claude two sets of keys and a map of North Vice City.

Man in blue suit: “These are your keys and a map. Use the map so you don’t get lost while reaching Sunrise Marina. One set of keys belongs to the house, already marked on the map, while the other set belongs to a brand new black Euros parked at the house’s garage.”

Claude: “Whoa! You’re so generous!”

Man in blue suit: “I’m just following orders. Johnny will call you tomorrow morning, so you better pick up the phone!”

The man in a blue suit leaves.

Claude: “This is so cool... but how in hell am I gonna reach that house in the first place? It’s so far away from here... I think I should take a look at this place’s parking lot first...”

MJdod

the storys great president killer although it can be a bit far-fetched at times. keep up the good work though! and keep the updates rolling in cuz by the time u update your story i forgot what happened in the last chapter!

The streets are in complete chaos. Thousands of burning cars are scattered around the place. People are screaming and hiding away from the terrible disaster that the gang war between the Yakuza and the Mafia has become. Few emergency services are available, a couple of ambulances are picking up the wounded while the few remaining police officers are escorting them and defending them against thieves, irate crowds, rioters and gangs.

In the mean time, Shinji Kasen is hiding at an underground parking lot and trying to defend himself. His bodyguards and the rest of his Yakuza partners are nowhere to be found.

Shinji: “Great. Those morons had run away. As soon as this is all over, I’m gonna cut their f*cking heads off with my Katana!”

Shinji keeps looking at his surroundings, hearing the rumble outside.

Shinji: “This is really bad. I should just run away too, there’s nothing left for me. My people had abandoned me and the casino is destroyed.”

The lights are flashing, the rumble outside gets louder and more disturbing. Several gunshots and screams are heard.

Various people from unknown origins are waiting at the Love Media entrance. They’re wearing black suits with yellow stripes and sun-glasses.

Some black Landstalkers with yellow stripes arrive at the avenue in front of the building. Several men spread out around the surroundings carrying heavy weaponry to discourage anybody from getting near the area. Satoshi Honatsu, the old oriental man that was at the AMCO garage in Pike Creek just yesterday, comes out of the building and gets into one of the cars. Most of the men get in the other vehicles as well while others remain on their positions around Love Media.

Claude opens the door, Ray Machowski is in there wearing a long brown coat and a hat.

Claude: “Ray, what a surprise!”

Ray: “Where have you been, kid? Some moron called ‘Little Johnny’ went to the warehouse. I didn’t open the door so he left a note saying that I was in danger and needed some protection provided by him and his ‘organization’. He also said that you sent him... what’s with that?”

Claude is just standing still, looking at something on the floor.

Ray: “What? Are you paying attention?”

Claude bows down and grabs what seems to be a newspaper.

Ray: “What is that?”

Claude is shocked. Ray takes the newspaper from Claude’s hands and looks at it.

Ray: “sh*t.”

The newspaper is the November 12th issue of the Liberty Tree, talking about Salvatore Leone’s murder on the front page.

Johnny: “A good friend’s been telling us that this asshole was giving information to the CIA about our operations in Vice. My dad wasn’t certain about that info but he didn’t want to risk it so he sent this bastard back to f*cking England. He was told not to come back ever again, yet he was spotted a few days ago around the airport. He deserves death as he’s a threat to our interests!”

Claude: “Wait a minute! Are you Vercetti’s son??”

Ray backs down...

Ray: “Jesus...”

Paul begins to move when suddenly a big rumble is heard outside.

Johnny: “What’s that?”

The elevator doors open, several armed men come running out from it and are heading to Johnny’s apartment.

Claude: “Who are they?”

Johnny: “I have no idea! Get in and close the doors!”

Johnny’s guards get in the apartment and close the door. Shots are being fired from the outside. Everyone inside the apartment tries to hide. Johnny gets back into the other room while Claude and Ray are covering themselves.

Claude: “sh*t, we need to get out of here!”

Ray: “Yeah, and fast!”

Johnny comes out from the other room with a rocket launcher in his hands.

Johnny (loud): “Ok, clear the door!”

The men in blue suits run away from the door. Claude takes Paul’s body away and unties him while Ray hides in the other room. Johnny prepares to shoot at the door.

Johnny (loud): “I’ll see you in hell!”

Johnny fires the rocket launcher. A big explosion takes place at the door and the hallway, killing all but one of the armed men in the outside. The remaining man shoots at Johnny's shoulder. Johnny screams in pain.

Johnny: “Holy sh*t! AHHHH... it hurts!!”

Claude and the men in blue suits shoot at the armed man at the door, killing him. Claude goes back to check on Johnny, who’s bleeding.

Claude: “sh*t, we need to take him to the hospital!”

One of Johnny’s men takes out a cell phone and calls for help.

Claude: “You’ll be all right, Johnny.”

Johnny faints. Ray comes out from the other room while the men in blue suits check the surroundings.

The office is a simple room with modern decoration and furniture. Shinji Kasen, in a very bad shape, is sitting in a chair between two men in back suits with yellow stripes.

The door in the room opens, a man enters the room along with more men in back suits with yellow stripes.

Man: “Mr. Kasen, it is really a pleasure that you’re joining us today.”

Shinji is just staring at the man.

Man: “Come on, cheer up. At least you’re not in that ruckus outside.”

Shinji: “I’d rather be there.”

Man: “An opportunity is being given to you. We know your organization has let you down, and abandoned you when you needed them the most.”

Shinji: “Those issues are not of your concern.”

Man: “Mr. Kasen, please, you’re not in the position to say what’s of our concern and what’s not.”

Shinji: “What do you want anyway? Who are you?”

Man: “I’m James Powell, the president of this company.”

Shinji: “Oh, I’m surprised you didn’t leave the city already. An important businessman like you should join your buddy Donald Love and disappear when a war breaks out.”

James Powell laughs.

Powell: “Oh, you’re so funny Mr. Kasen. The thing is, as you might know, AMCO has been acquired by the Zaibatsu Corporation. We’re having a meeting with the shareholders and I’m required to be there.”

Shinji: “You are having a meeting? Now? The city is being destroyed by the Mafia and you’re thinking about a shareholders meeting?”

Powell: “Of course we’re having a meeting! There couldn’t be a better time!”

Shinji: “You’re insane. I don’t know why I came here in the first place.”

Powell: “Because you didn’t have a choice, that’s why. The Mafia has annihilated the Yakuza...”

Shinji interrupts.

Shinji: “If that’s true, then how come the war outside is still going on?”

Powell: “Because you can take care of business affairs more easily when people aren’t looking.”

Shinji: “What? Are you causing all of this?”

Powell: “Not me, but the gentlemen in the meeting room are. We should go there so I can introduce them to you.”

Shinji: “No way! I’d rather leave the city and let you do whatever the hell you want with it. Liberty City is not good anymore.”

Shinji stands up and attempts to leave when the men at the sides stop him.

Powell: “You can’t leave. You won’t last 5 minutes on your own out there. Besides, this meeting will guarantee you’ll get an important spot in our organization.”

Shinji turns around.

Shinji: “I won’t leave the Yakuza to join another organization! My family has been leading the Yakuza for several generations. I won’t betray my family and my heritage!”

Powell: “Your family? There’re only a few Kasens left in Japan, that’s all what’s left of your all-mighty family. Soon enough the rival families will take over the Yakuza and you’ll get killed... if you didn’t die already in the riots, that is.”

Shinji: “I’d rather die than betray my family!”

Powell: “Do you mean you’d rather fail? Just like your cousins? I know about that little argument you had with one of your men recently, Mr. Kasen. Would you rather fail?”

Shinji just stares at Powell, both of them are looking at each others eyes.

Several men wearing blue jackets and gray pants are walking around the place, three of them take Claude, Ray and Paul out of the helicopter that just landed. The rest of the men help a doctor, a nurse and Johnny, who is lying in a stretcher, to get out. Johnny seems to be still unconscious.

Ray: “These are definitely Vercetti’s men, look at the golden ‘V’ in their jackets...”

The place is way bigger than anything Claude has ever seen. There’s luxury all over it. The furniture looks very expensive; there’re several Persian rugs just like at Shady Acres, as well as paintings and sculptures. A marble fountain embellishes the center of the room.

The doctor and the nurse take Johnny to another room where a bigger emergency team is ready to look at him. Claude, Ray and Paul are ordered to sit down at a small lounge where a very good-looking maid is waiting for them.

Maid: “Do you want something to drink?”

Claude (nervous): “Just a glass of water please.”

Ray and Paul shake their heads.

Maid: “All right, I’ll bring your water right away sir.”

The maid leaves the room. One of Vercetti’s men comes into the lounge and sits down with the guys, looking at Claude and Ray.

Man: “Mr. Vercetti will be here shortly. I’m Fred by the way. Let’s just watch some TV in the mean time.”

Fred grabs a remote and turns on the big plasma TV in the room.

Ray: “I’d like to get one of those, but they’re so rare and expensive it’s not even funny.”

Christy: “Hi, good morning! Today on the show we’ll be reviewing this autumn’s hottest movies, but first, we have an exclusive interview with Jamie Titts, the protagonist of the hilarious sex comedy ‘Piece of Cake’, which is out now on VHS and DVD. In this movie, a group of married women make a pact to engage in kinky sex with high-school seniors before hitting menopause. So, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Mrs. Titts!”

Jamie Titts: “Hi, I’m so glad to be here!”

Christy: “And we’re so glad that you’re with us today!”

Mrs. Titts: “Yeah, thank you so much.”

Christy: “’Piece of Cake’ is so funny! I never imagined a sex comedy involving mature women could be so hilarious!”

Mrs. Titts: “Well, at first we weren’t really sure about this project, you know, the massive hardcore Internet porn is not helping the movie industry these days...”

Christy: “Yeah, I know. The other day I caught my 3 year-old son Timmy browsing DiaperSluts.com... it was an outrage!”

Christy: “Tom Jackson is an idiot. I can’t believe that lawyer who looks like a 60-year old tranny couldn’t persuade the Senate into passing the bill... oh well, I guess we better change the subject back to ‘Piece of Cake’, shall we?”

Mrs. Titts: “All right.”

Christy: “So, I’m still somewhat disturbed with that scene in the movie where you use your son’s Mother’s Day present as a dildo, and your husband catches you in the act...”

Mrs. Titts blushes.

Mrs. Titts: “Yeah, I know. A lot of people talk to me about that these days, I hope I don’t have to do anything like that for ‘Piece of Cake 2’.”

The maid gets back to the room bringing a glass of water with her.

Maid: “Your water, sir.”

Claude looks at the maid and takes the glass.

Claude: “Thanks.”

Maid: “You’re welcome sir.”

The maid leaves the room again.

Ray: “Those are just stupid movies that only make horny teenagers want to engage in wild sex with their moms...”

Fred: “That or the ‘Inversion Therapy’... damn, I don’t know why people actually believe in that sh*t.”

Claude: “I don’t know either.”

Another one of Vercetti’s men goes near Fred and whispers something.

Fred: “All right, it seems Mr. Vercetti’s consigliere is here and he wants to take your friend with him.”

Claude: “What? Who?”

Fred points at Paul.

Fred: “Him.”

Paul starts shaking.

Paul (nervous): “No, please! I didn’t do anything, I swear!”

Claude: “Wait, why?”

Fred: “I don’t know, that’s just orders. Now, please, follow Andy over there or we might have to take you by force.”

Paul (nervous): “Please!! Just let me go, I’ll get out of the city immediately and leave you all alone!”

Fred: “All right.”

Fred makes a gesture, several men go to the lounge and take Paul with them. Paul struggles.

Cubanwhip

Wow, I was looking through some writers posts and I stumbled upon this story. I looked at it and thought, "Woah, this is one long story, I don't think I'll read it." So I read one chapter, and I was hooked, I read it all. It is a great story man. Keep it up. Can't wait 'till chapter 19!